Whatever happened to style? Whatever happened to the imagination that helped create an image to express who you are uniquely as an individual?

The more I look around, the less I am inspired. Teenagers, the ones that should be exploring who they are through fashion all look the same. There is a uniform for each age group it seems. I long for the days when subcultures, sprung out of the music they listened to, influenced their attitude and their style. Everything is so generic these days, creativity on all levels seems to have left the building.

The 80’s were a time of creativity and exploration. We have lost that somewhere along the way as Corporations and Fast Fashion take over and we march to the beat of another type of drum.

But then again, perhaps it is me, just getting older and longing for a time where my youth felt incredibly important and influential.

I have never been one for exposing the midriff, nor have I ever been a fan of shorts, but this is an exception.

This is what happens when you have found your own style groove. I would have never thought of putting these garments together in such a way, but then again, it’s just not me. However if I did do midriff baring shirts and shorts, I would absolutely follow suit. -tM

I really miss the attention to detail that people would give to their wardrobes/style. I long for the days where personal grooming was equal to dignity and self-respect, when society judged you just a little more based on your appearance. Yes, you heard me, sometimes I think judgement is okay, and sometimes I feel like fear of judgement keeps us on our toes and looking just that little bit better.

You see, beauty and creativity have always been a driving force in my life, I feel inspired when I see someone dress uniquely to suit who they are, it’s personality, it’s swagger. However, for the past several years I have been getting lost in a sea of Parka’s, Canada Goose jackets, flip flops, leggings, chino’s, and wrinkled t-shirts while taking the mass transit. I no longer see anything close to inspiring.

When did it become so alright not to give a shit? When did it become okay, to wear track pants to work, and flip flops to the office? Everyone looks the same. Is this the result of people losing a sense of who they are? Are we finally devoid of personality? Has the i-phone zapped our identities? Where has that beauty of self-expression gone? How did we get here, and why is this okay? -tM

Different, cuts, colours, patterns, and heights of waist lines are simply beautiful and extraordinary, as seen on these Italian men. How could one not be inspired by such thought, beauty, and style. -tM